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CHAPTER 57

작가: Nancy Grey
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-10-18 20:39:56
Dahlia’s POV

I woke up with the dawn like someone pulling a curtain back. The sunlight was soft and pale through the curtains, and for a few slow seconds I only felt the safe, warm quiet of the bedroom. Then the memory of last night slid back in — the bangs, the glass, Liam’s shout. My chest tightened and I sat up, rubbing my face with the heel of my hand until the dreams blurred away.

I felt better than I had the night before, but not whole. My hands still trembled a little when I reached for the blanket. Luca’s side of the bed was cold and empty. I remembered falling asleep pressed against him and telling him not to go. I remembered his voice low and steady, and then I had slept. That tiny memory made something flutter in my chest — like relief and trouble mixed together.

I climbed out of bed and padded across the cool floor to the bathroom. The tiles were a little chilly under my feet. I turned the shower on and the hot water came like a small kindness. Steam filled the room and fog
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